By Robrt L. Pela January 06, 2005

He speaks from the murky shadows of Booth #55, a man in navy pinstripes with a voice like gravel frying in brown butter. "You wanna know about Jack Durant? I've got stories you won't believe." His hands are neatly manicured; his tie expertly dimpled; there's a felt hat on the seat beside him. He looks like every movie gangster the Warner Brothers ever caught on film: tallish, dark, with chin stubble and pomaded hair. Maxie the Mint. Bugsy the Boob. A dandy from another era who doesn't look the least bit out of place in this dark corner of Durant's, the Phoenix restaurant... More >>>

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Mobster turned restaurateur Jack Durant, shortly before his death in 1987, with pet bulldog Humble. Durant once told a reporter, "If anyone ever writes a book about me, 400 assholes will have to leave town."